We know what love can do when it comes to
bridges,
walls,
mountains,
differences,
the spaces in between.
With love on our side, we are one and the same, love becomes our rod and staff.
Love is a beautiful hand to have and to hold.
In a homily, I heard over thirty years ago, the gist of it was;
We are the stained glass and (God's) love is the light that shines through.
Stained
brilliant
different colors and form
spectacular pattern
and yet
love, prayer, the belief in one another is a light we also create
and if we give it
beauty spills wide.
Love is an open hand.
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